Oh my little highway girl
Go out and see that world and bring it home to me"
In a little white booth in her front yard
Don't you think babe you push a bit too fast?
Well she looked out her window when the police came
Oh my little highway girl
I'm gonna get me a gun, I'm gonna stand on guard
Oh, oh yea, oh oh, my little highway girl
Oh my little highway girl, yea
Oh baby, baby c'mon home, c'mon home
Yes I said, "A memory'll never set you free
I said, "Slowing down don't make it last"
Throwing rocks at her window what could she do?
My little highway girl
If I throw enough rocks one might break through
Yea to see a big tin man dancing in the rain